Being a spectator at the men’s evil bullshit parade every time I sat down for a haircut sucked. What was worse, maybe, was that my silence implicated me every time. And I let it
The second time I saw Gavin McInnes’s dick it wasn’t my fault. It happened when I was getting a haircut, and the hungoverly chatty barber was telling me about his partly professional and occasionally social relationship with Gavin McInnes. If you’re lucky enough not to know, McInnes is a founder of Vice Magazine and Vice Media, whose post-Vice career has involved a lot of hate speechifying, denying that he meant said hate speechifying, and founding a group called the Proud Boys. Give you two guesses what they’re proud of.
